Sometimes our emotions rule us. How we handle the consequences . . . defines us.
Forged in Dreams and MagickThe anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.
AeschylusPeterson thought it an unusual friendship, one only the Army could forge.
The Coldest Winter: America and the Korean WarDon’t judge someone until you’ve stood at his forge and worked with his hammer, eh?
The Battle of the LabyrinthThe forges of friendship, thought Angus, may be busy ones, but their dorrs are always open.
Sunshine on Scotland Street